Color Me Pretty

I have been dreaming again

Terrible dreams that haunt me

Larger than life they taunt me

Because I fear they cannot be

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God’s Grace

My hue-man-i-tie is born

Out of pain and shame I rise

In a lifeless room

With cold sheets and cold sweats

With a boldly beating heart

Filled with fear and love combined

Knowing the struggle is rewarding

Though it tears me up quite bad.


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Love Child

I’m a lo, lo, l’ouve child

Hear me speak

Saying truths you’d rathern’t meet

Out o darkness dare I creep

From your depths do I declare


I’m not rare

But rather fond

O your heart

Where I can’t frown

Where I can’t crown my own demise

And where I drown in your despise


Give me liberty or keep me deaf

For I cant take all of these lies

They’re too many

It’s hard to see

I am re-burning

And my eyes bleed

As they open to this world

That in darkness holds a key.

I’m in love.

Love is No. 1

Play with my words it’s not always words at first sight:


Life’s a miracle not a mirage

But go ahead and look

A visionary in a world of icons.

See them for what they are,

No more no less than you 2.

We all just hue-mans

Find your color,

Know and own

Your dye and stain.

Ain’t no shame, we are.

We here,

For Liberty and Happiness,

Cuz we ain’t just.

We one of many

And often are many

For the ones we love.


Love is hard

You give, you give

And in the end

You cannot be certain

That what you gave

Was what was needed or enough.

Love cannot be tamed

Has a mind of its own

Lives and breathes in private

Inside of your soul.

You can try to express it, to show it

But it is difficult to communicate

The electric shock it created inside.